Poems.

Beautiful human.

You're such a beautiful human.
Even though you hurt me.
Last night you had me sobbing in hysterics.
Just from one thing you said.
I thought the tears had run out for you.
I though there were no more.
And then they came again.
Looks like there was a reserve tank.
But last night, I had wet anger.
And tonight I have dry.
Wet anger: when your eyes water, or become a fountain, and your voice shakes.
Dry anger: when your face is like stone and your voice is sharp.
Wet anger shows that you care too much I guess and dry anger means that you're completely done.
But now- now that I don't care too much, I realize that you're smiling.
You're happy.
You're a beautiful human.
You're extremely infatuating when your happy.
I adore that about you.